Fox Road Travel Notes

Monk Tong patted his forehead: "That's true!"

"How about, Brother Chen, how about you accompany my military advisor?"

"You have a lot of clever ideas, and all the twists and turns in the world can't deceive you."

"The guards are Liu Hu and some from the caravan, so there won't be any problems."

"The Water Ghost Team in our village is under my control. If I weren't here, I would be really afraid of something happening to this powerful enemy..."

Of course Chen Zican also knew that what Monk Tong said was right.

He and Wang Heming had lived and died together, trusted each other, and had become like brothers.

It can be said that Wang Heming is the first friend he can express his heart and soul to since his previous life.

In any case, I couldn't rest assured and let him go to Shu alone.

It's not that he doesn't trust Tang Jingwu, nor that he thinks Wang Heming is powerless, but that Brother Wang is a scholar after all, and rarely travels alone.

How did he know that there were so many tricks in this world, and so many things that were harder to guard against than open guns and hidden arrows...

He looked at Kuan'er, and Kuan'er looked at him with some expectation in his eyes.

Chen Zican knew that Kou'er had long been bored staying in this small inn in Xiuwu County these days.

Moreover, she already regards Wang Heming as her only relative, and she really likes to be with this brother, and she is really worried about him.

Chen Zican lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, Third Brother Tong, I wish you success!"

"Leave your military advisor to me."

"However, I still have some unfinished business in Huaiqing Mansion, so I'm afraid I won't be able to leave immediately."

Wang Heming was also very happy and said with a smile: "Walking with Zican never worries about loneliness."

"I estimate that the letter has not yet been delivered to Tang Jingwu. It will be more than half a month before he organizes the caravan and rushes to Huaiqing Mansion..."

He held on to Chen Zican's hand: "Besides, if Zican is with us, even if there is no guard, nothing may happen."

"Just be busy with your business!"

Monk Tong clapped his thigh and shouted: "The military advisor is right!"

"Tian Bugeng, I, and that old boy Calabash King were all defeated by Brother Chen. With him here, he is much stronger than us!"

"Besides, even if you are unlucky and lose the twenty thousand taels of silver, with Brother Chen's ability, it won't be a problem to get back a hundred and eighty thousand taels of silver..."

Wang Heming smiled and said: "He has a temperament that does not suffer any loss."

"If someone really takes away the 20,000 taels of silver, how can he be willing to do so without defrauding that person into pawning all his underwear?"

Everyone laughed again.

Chen Zican wondered why this Yushu Linfeng brother Wang became vulgar when he was with him!

In the evening, Gao Xinzhi came over and saw Chen Zican's friends. They were all very well-dressed and well-spoken. They were admirable and warmly accepted.

He greeted everyone and acted as a host to cleanse everyone.

In the end, everyone drank a little too much except Tong Monk.

Chen Zican got up at around 1:00 the next day, woke up Kuo'er who was meditating, and washed himself hastily. Today, they were going to send Wang Heming to Huaiqing Mansion.

After going out and arriving downstairs at the inn, Gao Xinzhi was sitting and drinking tea with everyone. The carriages and horses were ready outside the door.

Chen Zican and Kuo'er ate some noodles in a hurry, packed some things and boarded the car in a hurry.

Gao Xinzhi walked to the car and made an appointment with Chen Zican to meet in Huaiqing Mansion in two days. Monk Tong, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, waved his whip and drove on the road.

Chen Zican has been traveling around these days and drank too much. Sitting in the car, he still felt a little tired.

Kuan'er massaged his head, and he asked casually: "Where are Liu Hutou and the others?"

Wang Heming said: "I asked them to go on the road first and find a better inn to settle down in Huaiqing Mansion."

"I'm afraid I'll have to stay there for a longer time this time."

Chen Zican nodded and closed his eyes: "I feel a little dizzy when the car shakes. I need to take a nap first."

“Kou’er, call me when you’re eating——”

Kou'er responded crisply, gave him a softer bag as a pillow, knelt down next to him, and continued to massage his head.

Wang Heming smiled and said, "Kou'er, are you tired?"

Kou'er shook his head: "Brother, I've been practicing the Jade Planting Technique in Yaochi recently. It's very interesting and my strength has become stronger..."

Wang Heming listened to her chattering and took out a box from his luggage, which was more than a foot long and had a handle.

Open it from the middle, and immediately open it one by one, layer by layer. They are all filled with colorful snacks and candies, and the aroma is fragrant.

Kuan'er opened his eyes wide and said "Ah--".

Wang Heming patted her head lovingly: "My brother bought it for you, eat it..."

Kou'er clapped her little hands and screamed in joy, picked up a piece of yellow-orange pastry, and took a bite carefully, her eyes curling into crescents.

I just feel that the floral fragrance is refreshing, sweet but not greasy, and very delicious.

Wang Heming smiled and said: "This is the flower cake that my brother brought back from Yunnan. Is it delicious?"

"There are also crystal cakes, lotus cakes, osmanthus candy..."

Kuan'er nodded vigorously.

He broke off half of the place he had never bitten and stuffed it into Chen Zican's mouth: "Master, you eat it, it's delicious——"

Chen Zican closed his eyes and opened his mouth, a faint scent of roses melted on his tongue.

Not as sweet as later generations, but the taste is more refreshing.

This reminded him of those days when he followed his master and wandered around the world.

He missed Master again.

Although, as time passed and the memories faded away, sometimes, he felt that those days in the real world were more like a dream.

Half asleep and half awake, the carriage suddenly shook and stopped.

"Master, I, my brother and I got separated, and I haven't been able to find him."

"My legs and feet are sore from walking this way. Could you, a monk, give me a ride?"

"When you get to your home in Huaiqing Mansion, can I pay you back the fare?"

A clear and melodious voice came from outside, speaking a not-so-pure Northern Henan dialect.

“Girl, you’re out of nowhere, why did you get here alone?”

"Aren't you afraid of meeting bad people?" Monk Tong asked loudly.

"Master, my brother and I are going to Kaifeng Mansion to visit my grandfather, Xiu Wu who arrived yesterday."

"When I entered the city, I heard that the streets were full of firecrackers and there were huge crowds of people. They said they were for the county magistrate."

"My brother and I were greedy for the excitement, so we accidentally got separated."

"My brother was holding the donkey and all the luggage was with him. I waited for him at the city gate all afternoon and saw no one else."

"Last night, I spent the whole night huddled by the city gate."

"Today, I wanted to walk home today, but my feet - ugh..."

Hearing her crying sadly, Guan'er opened the car window and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

She had a thin body, wore a coarse cloth dress, and had a refreshing long face, but her face was a little dirty and pitiful.

There was a wicker basket in his arms, and he was wiping away tears with the back of his hand, crying like pear blossoms with rain.

When Guan'er saw it, he felt uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to speak, Monk Tong said at a loss: "Girl, don't cry first. I'll ask Mr. Wang first."

"Don't worry, we are all good people on this car."

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't cry..."

"How about I give you a few taels of silver first, so you can take a ride?"

Chen Zican couldn't help but laugh when he heard this mess.